Life is precious fragile and will be gone before you know it. Do what you love now while its still possible.

When your prayers are motivated by needs or circumstances then its a bargain and not a devotion.

I had a dream about you. We were playing chess and logically we were both wearing football helmets. You were winning so I started to complain that perhaps I was losing because I was suffering from Amyotrophic lateral sclerosis due to the violent nature of the game. Then you took off your helmet to reveal the fact that you had no hair or skull and you had waffles for brains. So I poured syrup on my gloved hands and scooped out your intelligence to consume it.

A dream conceived from the inside-out eventually becomes reality. But a dream desired from the outside-in is subject to spoil and tragedy.

Life is full of disparate details arbitrarily joined together by dreams pain and yearning. I do not long for sense but I call for emotion and imagination amidst this chaos.

And the man who dreamt of flight has tripped and fallen in a hole.

Dreams in your life are like light bulbs that brighten your room. But having them on the ceiling is just not enough you got to make an effort by pressing on the switch and there it goes taking away the darkness

Obstacles accelerate transformation

I had a dream about you. We were in a kitchen shaped like Italy and we were making burritos for homeless houses. We should do more things like that and really make a difference indifferently.

Secure your dreams for they are the wings of your soul and when vulnerable flight is inconceivable.